The Training

Note From SirW:
Hi all. The below is a story from a woman I met several years ago in a IRC Chat room. She and I had an on-line relationship for quite awhile. I credit her with really helping me learn what D/s really was all about and discovering my Dominanat soul. The below story is based on her real life. Let me know your thoughts.


The TrainingSusannaSWCopyright © 1997, SusannaSW -all rights reserved-
I did not know anymore how much time was past since my Master locked the door of the cage. I only know it was long. Connected to the rings in the cage with metal chains to my collar, hands and feet, the only thing I could do was stand and wait. Wait ti ll he decided to come back and pay his attention to me. My body still was covered with a hot glow due to the whip that kissed me again and again before I was locked up. "This will be a warming up only", he said when he attached my hands to the c hain, hanging from the ceiling. Remembering the pain the whip caused when it bit my skin again and again, I was waiting, losing all track of time. Just waiting, locked, helpless, alone, fully dependent on my Masters will.
Then I heard the footsteps. He was coming downstairs and I know that soon the door would be opened. Closer and closer it sounded and then indeed the door opened and he came in. There he was again, my Master, dressed in his leather pants, vest and boots . His eyes looked kind and radiated trust when he came to the cage, though he said nothing. He only looked, gazed deeply in my eyes, making me feel smaller and smaller, letting me feel that it was him who was deciding what should happen here. Keeping my e yes opened wide, I felt how his hand touched my intimate spot, softly inspecting me. I shivered when he slid his finger deeply in me and blushed deeply knowing he was now aware of the depth of my heat for him and endless longing. Longing to offer my body to his control; longing for him to take and control my soul fully.
"It is not enough yet Little One" he said, "you are not focused enough on me yet. I am sorry, but I need you to stay in here for some more time. It will help you to focus your mind deeper to me." He went away to the chest and return ed with some things. The last thing I saw, was how his hands came through the bars to my head, then all was dark. A back scarf covered my eyes and he had made me blind, alone with my own thoughts. Then a terrible burning flash went all through my body sta rting from my nipples. Clamps were attached and burned badly. I screamed hard and loud till the pain was converted into a hard pinching feeling. Then I heard his voice again; "You will stay here for another hour Little One, then your Master will retu rn to see if we can start training. Press the button in your hand if you need me earlier for some reason. Press it twice now to let me know that you understand me Little One." I pressed the button twice, hearing his pager! bee ping. Then the sound of his footsteps told me that he left the room again.
There I was alone again, locked in the cage and chained to the bars, blind and alone with my feelings, a bad pinching feeling in my nipples reminding me that I have to accept his decisions. He had told me it was not enough yet, so I knew it was not enough yet. My mind goes back to the discussion we had before he whipped me and locked me in the cage. "We need to move on Little One", he told me, "I want you to be more disciplined. You are well disciplined in your mental behavior, but I want you to be better in the physical aspects. I assume you want to be a better sub Little One, don't you ?" Of course I wanted to be better, of course I wanted to please him more by being a better, no the best sub, the sub he wished to have always. "We will start a new training schedule Little One, focusing on physical discipline mostly, making sure that your body will react in by control. It will take a couple of weeks, maybe months but then you will be better, much better. Just trust me Little One, your Master knows how to handle you", were the words that were spoken to me when I was on my knees in front of him. I didn't say anything, only listened. I knew he was right, my body wasn't disciplined enough to be a good sub. I knew there still was too much connection between my body and my mind and I knew he would know the way to allow me to give myself deeper to him. So deep that my body and mind would react to his command fully.
Almost one year in a weekly session taught me that he was the Master I needed. No one else would be able to get me that far to make me feel so fully controlled. And of course I could trust him. Never ever would he violate me. Again he spoke: "I will warm you up now Little One. The whip will kiss your body until you feel it all over. Then I will chain you in your cage for two hours. It will allow your mind to concentrate on me fully." Then he shackled my wrists to the chain hanging from the ceiling and did what he said. He whipped my body hard and severe but bearable, till my entire skin was red and burning, chained me in my cage and left me alone.
And now I was alone again and it was worse. My nipples hurt, I could not see anything, my skin was still glowing and I could barely move. I was helpless, totally dependent, alone with my feelings and my emotions. Of course I could stop it, the only thing I needed to do was to press that button that was taped to my hand. Just one short touch and he would get back and free me. But I did not, I did not touch that button at all. I only waited and waited. Seconds passed, I tried to count them but it did not help for long. Minutes seem to get hours. But when I thought about the special care he would give we when he returned, I became aroused. Previous sessions flashed to my mind. How I was bound over the horse or strapped to the X-cross, spread and exposed. How he had made my body seem to be on fire, manipulated my mind and took care for my soul, releasing me fully again and again. Remembering the sessions one by one made me long for him. I wanted those feelings again, feeling to be his. Remembering this I got visions, like in a movie I saw flashes of what happened in the past. I got warm and aroused and my pussy got wet and hot. Hanging in the chains I did not notice that he had returned. I had not heard his footsteps, I did not hear the door opening. No, a finger touching me and sliding deep into my wet pussy had woken me. I shuttered all over by body when I heard his voice: "Hello Little One, I feel you are ready to start."
I heard the door of the cage as it was unlocked and opened. Then I felt how the clips were taken from my nipples, how the chains were detached, how one by one my arms and my legs became free again. Lastly the chains to my collar were disconnected but a leash was attached. A little pull made me leave my prison and once I was out I heard his voice ordering me to get on hands and knees. Guided by the leash I crawled through the room, going were he lead me. As I crawled over the rug, I realized that we were headed in the direction of the wall, probably to the corner with the devices. We stopped and I was ordered to assume position so I did. Sitting on my knees, my head bowed and my arms at my back, and my legs lightly spread, I waited.
"Little One", he said, "You have pleased your Master a lot in the past. I am very happy to have you as you are the most unique sub I have ever had. I want you to stay who you are and as you are always, let that be clear. But we need to do something to make you more mine, more controlled by me when we are in session. I have been thinking how is will be possible for you how to reach this goal and I think I know the answer Little One." This sounded kind; this sounded caring; this sounded that my Master had put much effort in me to find out how he could me make me feel more his property. To me this meant he would help me in giving myself more to him. He continued: "Little One, I do not like it at all to punish you but at times it is needed. I know you do the best you can to be a good sub and I appreciate that very much. We are going to start some training now in which I will be more stricter with you. When we are in session I will not listen to you anymore Little One. Of course I will hear your sounds, your moans , your words, but I will not listen and only do as I want. You need to trust your Master more that he will do what is good for you and that he knows what you need. I want you to more obedient and disciplined without discussing my decisions Little One. Do you understand what I mean Little One ?"
This was hard. I knew it is in my nature to try to control the sessions; to try to get what I want; try to influence his mind with my remarks and questions. This meant he would focus more, in order to take my complete control. I knew it would be a hard road to go, but at the other hand it was the only way to move on with him. And I wanted to move on with him. Only he really knew me and my needs. I did fully understand what he meant with his words and he was right, very right. I did not give myself deep enough, I exactly knew what to say him to make him do certain things. "Trying to top him from the bottom", was the expression for that. Yes, I did understand it exactly. But I wanted to move on, I wanted to be his more and more, to feel his complete control when with him in session. So I gave the only answer I could give: "Yes Sir, I do understand your words and the meaning of them."
It was quiet for a while, very quiet. Then he continued: "Little One, this means that from now on I will punish your mind and body when you try to discuss my decisions when you and I are in session. I will do what I will decide and what I think it is needed. The only thing I promise you is that I will tell you when you get punished and why, but I will not accept any discussion. Knowing why you get punished will teach you how to improve. If things need to be evaluated we will do that out of our sessions. But not a single discussion anymore in the session. Is that clear Little One ?" He meant it. He really meant this. The sound his voice was enough to know that this was really meant. I trembled, felt the stress coming into my mind. This was clear, really clear. I had to give myself more and deeper. No discussions anymore. Just obey, following his orders, accepting his decisions, just trusting him. He seemed to notice the doubts I felt and put his hand at my head to let me feel his caring and said: "You can do this Little One. You can, just try to trust me more. I will care for you and help you to get through this. You know I love you very much and you will always feel that. Focus to that love and know that everything I will do to you will only help you feel mine deeper." Hearing the words and feeling him caress my head, I answered that everything was clear and that I accepted what he told me. I had to, he was the Master I always wished to have. We had very good times together; he made me look deeply into myself; had teached me who I really was. And now he was going to help me to move on, going together with him and to go where we both would be happy once we reached the end.
He spoke again and I heard his words. "Little One, when you want this then show me your obedience in the way I taught you." That was all he said, kind and polite. Since there was no other way for me I did what I was asked. Feeling him close in front of me I reached forward and searched for his legs with my hands. Once I found them I bent deeply and kissed his boots one by one, giving him the Kiss of Obedience, giving him all permission to do as he wanted. After the Kiss, my head stayed at the nose of his boots, waiting till he allowed me to raise it again. I knew I wanted to go that road, I wanted to be his property more, I wanted to feel his control deeper in my mind. Minutes passed. All the time my body was bent deep; my head at his boots and my bottom raised high in the air. The longer it took the more I felt how I was losing myself, giving my mind and my will into his hands. A few caring strokes of his hands at my bottom gave me the trust I needed to give myself more. I loved my Master, I loved him very deep.
"Please stand up Little One", I heard. Finally it was there, the releasing order, and I raised till I stood at my feet again in front of him, bowing my head and moving my hands to my back. He detached the leash and told me to wait and keep this position. Standing relaxed I heard how he went away to the chest and when he returned I heard him place things on the floor. Then his hands were at my breasts, cupping them a while first and then taking my nipples between his thumbs and fingers. He said nothing while he pinched them, softly first, but then harder and harder, stiffening them. My nipples got hard as stones and he still pinched them when he said: "First, I will train you to be more disciplined in controlling your feelings, Little One. Please try to trust me, you can stand this.", then his fingers left me. My nipples were hard and swollen and burned a bit but it was bearable and easy to stand. Again I felt his hand at my left breast, now taking it just behind my nipple, pushing my nipple forward. Then it was there, the flash of pain all through my body that was caused by the clamp that was attached. After a few seconds it lowered a bit and became bearable and a deep sigh escaped from my throat. There was not much time to recover though, as it again flashed all through my body, that bite of the clamp, converting into the burning feeling first and then lowering till the level of the hard continuos pinch. I felt the blood being pushed out of my nipples while the weight of the chain that connected the clamps pulled downward.
I heard how he went to my back and how the cuffs around my wrists were connected, making me helpless. Then a strap was attached around my upper arms, just above my elbow and pulled tight, pressing my elbows together more and more, until they almost touched each other. "Take a few breaths Little one, try to relax" he said to help me. I needed that, I needed to hear his voice, his caring words and did as he said.He knelt down behind me and while he ran his hands softly and nice over my legs he ordered me to spread my legs and attached a spreader bar to my ankle cuffs. I was helpless now, not able to do anything myself, just dependent to what he decided to do. I felt him at the left side of my body when I heard his voice again: "Now bend forward Little One, as deep as you can." I did as he said and a continuos pull at my nipples told me that the chain was attached to the spreader bar. Just a little movement of my body caused a new flash of pain through my body. "This bondage will help you to keep your position all the time Little One, but I want you to realize that it is a help only. Some day you will be able to do this without the bondage." I could not imagine that ever.
Alone with my feelings, blind and helpless, feeling pain at the smallest movement of my body I stood there in this position. Thrn I felt how something was placed on my back. It was cold but before I got the time to wonder what it was he told me he had put a plastic mug of water at my back. "Make sure it will stay there Little One, don't move.", he said. "Whatever happens I want you to keep that mug there by keeping your body still. If you move and it falls you will be punished Little One, is that clear ?" The words were spoken kind and caring and I intended to do everything I could to prevent any punishment. I felt tension even stressed, would I be able to keep that mug there under all circumstances. I knew this Master, he was able to awake up my deepest feelings that could make me lose my control fully. He even was able to separate my mind from my body, making my body react without realizing it myself anymore. Now I knew what he meant that the bondage would help me. This smallest movement would hurt me and help me to keep the position, helping me to keep the mug in place.
My mind fully focused on the mug at my back at I felt his hand rubbing over the cheeks of my bottom, more and more moving to my most intimate spot which was made open and fully accessible by the spreader bar. I realized that soon he would notice the level of my excitement. I was aroused and wet and the moving hand made it worse. Then it was there, a finger was touching my entrance for a while, then pushed in deep, going deeper and deeper, until I felt his hand against my smooth and soft lips. Unmoved it stayed there deep in me, taking my mind, making me realize my position more and more: his property.
I shivered and started sweating all over my body. Everything around me was gone. I did not feel the bondage. I did not feel the bite of the clips anymore. I only felt that finger, deep, terribly deep in me, reaching to my soul, trying to touch it. I moaned and groaned wanted him to move the finger but he did nothing, he only kept it there. Not realizing my position anymore I started to move, trying to feel the finger rubbing my inside. Burning flashes stopped me. Starting at my nipples they flashed through my body, burning and biting hard, forcing me to keep myself in the position. The pain made my body jerk a bit and the mug moved and though it stayed where it was a little bit of the cold water went over the edge and dripped at my back. It was cold, terrible cold and it was hard to suppress the reactions my body wanted to make. "Stay strong Little One, stay strong, you can do this." There it was, his helping words to get me through, to make it able to stand this. There was pain, a lot of pain. My arms hurt, the muscles were stretched. My nipples burned badly. I felt like they were getting pulled off. But then that other feeling, that finger, deep and unmoving. I made me lose track of all conscious feelings. I did not know where I was anymore, it made me aroused and hot. Two times he moved his finger in and out now, hard and very quickly, then it was out. Again my body reacted, again it jerked and pulled on the nipples. But not feeling the pain anymore I moved harder this time, longing to have it and making the mug move harder. Though it stayed where is wasthis time a lot of water dripped over my back now giving me a lot of tickles. "DAMNED !!!", it was the only word I could say. I was crazy, mad, aroused and hot at the same time and it was hard to keep my body and mind together. There he was, in front me, putting one hand at my head and caressing my hair and touching my lips with the other. "Quiet Little One, please your Master with keeping your discipline.", was what he said when he pushed his finger through my parting lips, making me taste my own cream. Sucking the finger and feeling his hand caressing all the time made me calmer and gave me my concentration back. Feeling the mug at my back again I realized I had been crawling through the eye of the needle.
He pulled his finger out of my mouth and I heard as he went away from me. A few seconds later he was back and hearing the sounds I knew he had put the chair in front of me and had taken a seat. "You are mine Little One, you are mine now, aren't you ?", he said. "Yes Master, I am", were the words that left my lips, not because he wanted to hear that but because I felt I was his. "Keep this position Little One, we will continue in a bit after I looked at you a while. I like it to look at the language of your body when you are in my control.", he spoke softly to me. I did the only thing I was able to, stand in the bend position, trying to limit the pain as much as possible by keeping my body unmoved. It was hard. Again and again my mind went back to what just passed and made me shiver and move, pulling my nipples. The pain was bearable but made me focus my mind to where I was all the time: bound helpless in front of the eyes of my Master. Five, maybe then minutes passed, then he stood up and came close to me. "Just one little test more now Little One, then you will have some rest", he said while he rubbed my the cheeks of my bottom. I loved it to feel his caring hand there, rubbing me so softly and caring. A few gentle slaps made me tremble but did not make me move too much. "It's okay Little One, you can do this, just try and make your Master proud", he said. The rubbing hand left me and I felt how he took position behind me. Again I heard his voice speaking to me: "Are you ready to get kissed my the whip Little One ?" My God, no. This could not be true. But it was true. Without waiting for my answer the whip touched me again and again, not hard, not really painful but enough to make my body jerk again and again, pulling the nipples hard again and again. I tried to stay as unmoved as much as possible but it was hard. The plain in my nipples was there and hurt me, but there was also the heat in my bottom caused by the strikes of the whip. I screamed. Was this pain? Was this pleasure? More are more the whip kissed me, reddening my skin, making my hotter and hotter. Again I screamed or did I groan. I was hot and felt the contractions starting deep inside me searching their ways to the surface, more and more into the direction of my hot spot. Again the tails of the whip touched me, very fast now. My body jerked, the nipples were pulled hard and while the mug fell over at my back releasing the cold water all over I exploded hard, giving the deepest of my soul to my Master with a hard echoing scream.
I was over, my arms were free, my legs were free, the clamps were gone and the blindfold was off. I can't remember that the bonds were taken off. The only thing I realized were the arms around me, the kisses at my lips and my cheeks again and again. I was sitting at the lap of my Master, held like a little baby, cared and protected. My mind was empty. There was no stress, there were no tensions. I was where I wanted to be, in his control in his care.. in his heart, and most importantly, his property.